Tom: C
F G C
[Verse 1]
C F D
Daylight breaks, I check both mirrors, rub my eyes and light a smoke
G C
Then a few miles further on I find a place
C F D
Where the blokes all take on breakfast, tighten wheels and check their loads
G C
Before we start the last leg of this race
G F D
Yes this race to beat the traffic and this race to beat the scales
G C
And this race to get unloaded early too
C F D
Seems our industry's gone crazy time is all some care about
G C
What I'd give for those old truckin' days we knew
[Chorus]
G Am
And as my boggies hug the white lines while the miles are flyin' by
F G D
Both my mirrors show me pictures of the past
G Am
An' in between the split shift changes to myself I swear a vowel
F G C
That this trip with wool from Winton is my last
F G C
Goin' home, headin' home
[Verse 2]
C F D
In both mirrors clearly dear one I can see your honest face
G C
And our children's cheery eyed at your side
C F D
Through the fog streaked mirrors clearly do I see your sunny smile
G C
That's my love known since you were first my bride
C F D
Though my eyes are laced with roadmaps and so many years have gone
G C
Every detail of your features I can see
C F D
And these mirrors bring me mem'ries of the laughter of our kids
G C
As you drove them to some depot to meet me
[Chorus]
G Am
And as my boggies hug the white lines while the miles are flyin' by
F G C
Both my mirrors show me pictures of the past
G Am
An' in between the split shift changes to myself I swear a vowel
F G C
That this trip with wool from Winton is my last
F G C
Goin' home, headin' home
[Verse 3]
C F D
And I've asked myself a thousand times when I've been on the track
G C
Just why you've stuck to me through all these years
C F D
As I watched my mirrors blurred by fog I cannot clearly see
G C
My tyres is it fog or is it tears?
[Chorus]
G Am
And as my boggies hug the white line while the miles are flying by
F G D
These old mirrors told the story of the past
G Am
And in between the split shift changes to myself I've made this vowel
F G C
That this trip with wool from Winton is my last
F G C
Goin' home, headin' home at last
